The Seeker

I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables They call me the Seeker I've been searching low and high I won't get to get what I'm after 'Til the day I die I asked Bobby Dylan I asked the Beatles I asked Timothy Leary But he couldn't help me, either They call me the Seeker I've been searching low and high I won't get to get what I'm after 'Til the day I die People tend to hate me 'Cause I never smile As I ransack their homes They want to shake my hand Focusing on nowhere Investigating miles I'm a seeker I'm a really desperate man I won't get to get what I'm after 'Til the day I die I learned how to raise my voice in anger But look at my face, ain't this a smile? I'm happy when life's good And when it's bad I cry I've got values but I don't know how or why I'm looking for me You're looking for you We're looking at each other But we don't know what to do They call me the Seeker I've been searching low and high I won't get to get what I'm after 'Til the day I die I won't get to get what I'm after 'Til the day I die